Mary RedferneI groaned as I buried my face in the couch, waiting for this havoc to envelop me. I was at Judith’s house, which thankfully my parents didn’t know about. I never bothered telling people where she lived because it is a good hideout place for me.I wasn’t nervous because I am a flight risk and I have disappeared a lot of times. It’s just that I really thought this time things would be different. Joshua would be different.I don’t enjoy being rash, but I have to do it. I just wanted everything to go back to normal. I feel like if I end up marrying Joshua, my life is drastically going to change. It’ll start off easy, but then he will make me do things around the house while he works, then I would get pregnant, and he will suggest that I look after our kids.Why do marriage and kids change a woman’s life so much?“Okay so where do you want to escape? Somewhere in this country or abroad?” Judith asks as she hangs up the telephone.“Umm, I don’t know. I think I should stop runni
Joseph Lachlan*Flashback*{A few hours before Joseph found Mary}“Uncle, you called me?” I ask as I peek my head into his office. I was working on one of the shipments when I got a call from Uncle Albert, and he asked me to come to his office right away. I rushed here in half an hour; I couldn’t think of a single thing he would like to talk to me about. Aunt Florence was the only one in the McKinnon family who I think genuinely liked me. Joshua had his moments, but he was family.“Yes, I did. I need your help,” he says as he motions me to take a seat in front of him. “This might not come as a surprise to you, but Mary started this fight with Joshua and then ran away without an explanation.”My heart stopped beating as I processed the information.“And from what I’ve heard, Mary is quite close to you. Joshua said you are like a loyal dog to her.” He laughs while I smile a little. Not liking what is being said, but I can’t speak up. “So I’d like you to get her back.”My eyes widen as I
Mary RedferneI was beyond annoyed to be here. My parents were thankfully coming here next week to discuss a merger. Maybe then I can sit down with my father and talk some sense into him.He has always been understanding, which is why I didn’t understand his reaction to all the Joshua drama.I sipped on my champagne as I watched Joshua gulp down more shots of vodka. The McKinnons had invited a few investors and rich people over for a typical rich people small gathering.I could tell Mr. McKinnon was upset at the fact that I wasn’t in the kitchen like the other women of the house, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to let some old piece of shit tell me how I am supposed to behave. I looked around for Joseph, but I couldn’t see him anywhere.I miss my home, Judith, and Mom.“Mary! I want you to meet Fiona. She is one of our company’s finest workers,” Joshua said as he chuckled a little with his hand on her back.You’ve got to be kidding me.“Hello, Fiona,” I say with a smile, which she re
Joseph LachlanI felt bad for being rude to Mary earlier in the car, especially after the incident; it was the last thing she needed. Thankfully, she didn’t notice it and forgave me very easily.I normally don’t get angry, but seeing how badly Joshua was treating Mary made me angry—angrier about the fact that a woman like Mary was just taking it.I have too many obligations to go against him, but she doesn’t. She could just dump Joshua and be with someone who knows what he has when he is with her. A man who cherishes every second he gets to spend with her. A man who worships her and feels overwhelmed whenever she spares him a look.It angers me.As we walk into my house, Mary flashes me a huge smile.“You don’t live in a mansion?” she asks, surprised.“Well, it’s just my mother and I, so I thought it was a bit ridiculous,” I said, and she nodded her head.I don't understand how small irrelevant details about me make her so happy.“I agree. Half of my childhood, I used to be scared of g
Mary RedferneI sit down on the couch with a drink in my hand as I wait for Joseph’s call to get over. He was about to have his first drink with me when his telephone rang loudly. He was gone for almost fifteen minutes before he returned with a dejected look on his face. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to drink.” Joseph's expression was soft but firm as he declined my invitation to join me for a drink. His refusal caught me off guard, and I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in surprise."Why not?" I asked, feeling a bit disappointed. "I thought you might were about to give in."Joseph hesitated for a moment before explaining, "It's not that I don't want to, but my mother has a rule about drinking around women when you are alone with them. She told me it’s only okay to drink if you are alone with your girlfriend or your wife. Because sometimes in a drunk state men might end up doing something disrespectful towards the lady or maybe just end up making her feel uncomfortable and
Mary Redferne I've been bawling my eyes out for weeks now. I can't remember the last time I felt this wrecked. Usually, I couldn't care less about what people like the McKinnons think, but Joseph... he really messed me up. I can't quite put my finger on why I expected so much from him, but there was this weird connection I just can't shake.I get dreams of him. I just can’t get him out of my head. I am so mad at him but at the same time I miss him.I’ve been trying to get him out of my head and move on, but it feels like trying to swim in quicksand – just leaves me feeling sad and gloomy. And to top it off, Dad's acting like I'm invisible, like he can't stand the sight of me. He despises my presence.Mom's no help either. She's constantly laying into me, blaming me for ruining everything Dad's worked for. According to her, I'm the ungrateful kid who's brought nothing but trouble into their lives.Home's become this depressing black hole I can't escape from. Even Clara, my younger s
Mary Redferne My heart races as I stand before Joseph, his intoxicating scent enveloping me as he stands a little too close for comfort—something the old Joseph would have never done. His towering stature looms over my 5’5 frame, and I stubbornly refuse to meet his gaze, feeling his eyes boring into me.As I face the balcony, the cool air brushing against my skin, Joseph breaks the silence. "Mary, I need you to tell me if you actually want this. I don't want you to do this for your parents. We'll find a way out of this if you don't want it," he says, his words sinking in and momentarily easing my anxiety. But I can't bring myself to trust him anymore, not after he chose to side with Joshua despite knowing exactly what happened.This reassurance feels hollow, everything around me seems fake—including the calmness of the night. But I realize I may not get another chance to escape this situation. Being remotely associated with the McKinnons for the rest of my life is something I despera
Mary Redferne Judith, my best friend, sat beside me on the couch, with my mother and sister opposite us, as we were presented with a selection of wedding dresses, each one simpler than the last. It was evident these dresses were deliberately chosen, designed to ensure I didn't outshine my sister Clara on her wedding day. Mr. McKinnon had made it clear that his son’s wedding needed to be the talk of the season.Clara expressed her disappointment directly, saying, "Mary, these dresses are so plain. I thought your wedding dress would be more... special. This is something you wouldn’t even wear."Despite her evident disappointment, I shot her a look, silencing her, as we both knew our parents were being unfair towards me, and she didn’t want to add fuel to the fire.Beside me, Judith sat in silence, usually jovial, but now visibly fuming. I doubted she would ever speak to my parents again after what they put me through.As the weight of my sister's unspoken disappointment hung heavy in t